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Seek on high bare trails Sky-reflecting violets... Mountain-top jewels
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Matsuo Basho
Age: 50 †
Born: 1644
Born: January 1
Died: 1694
Died: November 28
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Vaxjo
Matsuo Basho
Bashō
Bashô
Basho
Matsuo Bashou
Seek
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Violets
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Violet
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Sky
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